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aged or not? I believe you haven't such a prayer as that on the stage.
Sncer. Not exactly.
Lei. [To Puff:] But, sir, you haven't settled how we are to get off here.
Puff. You could not go off kneeling, could you?
Puf. It would have a good effect, 'ifaith, if you could “exeunt praying !” Yes, and would vary the established mode of springing off with a glance at the pit.
Sneer. Oh, never mind: so as you get them off, I'll answer for it, the audience won't care how.
PuffWell, then, repeat the last line standing, and go off the old way.
• All. And sanctify whatever means we use to gain them.'
[Exeunt, R. Dan. Bravo! a fine exit. Sneer. Stay a moment.
The SENTINELS get up. • 1st. Sen. All this shall to Lord Burleigh's ear. 2d. Sen. 'Tis meet it should.' [Exeunt Sentinels, R.
Dan. Hey !-why, I thought those fellows had been asleep?
Puff. Only a pretence; there's the art of it; they were spies of Lord Burleigh's. But take care, my dear Dangle, the morning gun is going to fire.
Dan. Well, that will have a fine effect.
Puf: I think so, and helps to realize the scene. (Cannon, three times from battery, L.) What the plague !three morning guns !-there never is but ono! `Aye, this is always the way at the theatre-give these fellows a good thing, and they never know when to have done with it. You have no more cannon to fire ?
Promp. [From within, L.] No, sir.
Puff. It shows that Tilburina is coming; nothing introduces you a heroine like soft music.
Here she comes. Dan. And her confidant, I suppose ?
Puff. To be sure : here they are-inconsolable—to the minuet in Ariadne !
[Soft music in Orchestra.
Enter TILBURINA and CONFIDANT, R. · Til. Now flowers unfold their beauties to the sun, * And, blushing, kiss the beam he sends to wake them. • The striped carnation, and the guarded rose, • The vulgar wall-flower, and smart gilly-flower, • The polyanthus mean—the dapper daisy, 'Sweet William, and sweet marjorum-and all
The tribe of single and of double pinks !
Around, and charm the listening grove—The lark !
. (Holding his handkerchief to his eyes.] Your white handkerchief, madam-there, if you please.
Til. I thought, sir, I wasn't to use that 'till .heartrending woe.'
Puff. Oh, yes, madam-at 'the finches of the grove, if you please,
Î'il. -Nor lark,
grove e!' [Weeps. Puff. Vastly well, madam ! Dan. Vastly well, indeed !
• Til. For, oh, too sure, heart-rending woe is now • The lot of wretched Tilburina !'
Dan. Oh! 'tis too much.
* Con. (R.) Be comforted, sweet lady-for who knows, . But Heaven has yet some milk-white day in store.
• Tit. Alas, my youthful-gentle Nora, Thy tender youth as yet hath never mourned Love's fatal dart.
• Con. But see where your stern father comes ; 'It is not meet that he should find
thus.' Puff. Hey, what the plague! what a cut is here !why, what is become of the description of her first meeting with Don Whiskerandos ? his gallant behaviour in the sea-fight, and the simile of the canary bird ?
Til. Indeed, sir, you'll find they will not be missed.
thus. • Til. Thou counsel'st right, but ’tis no easy task • For barefaced grief to wear a mask of joy.
Enter GOVERNOR, R. . Gov. How's this in tears ?-04 Puff. There's a round O! for you. Sneer. A capital 0 !
• Gov. Tilburina, shame! • Is this a time for maudlin tenderness, And Cupid's baby woes ?-hast thou not heard That haughty Spain's Pope-consecrated fleet • Advances to our shores, while England's fate, · Like a
clipped guinea, trembles in the scale ! • Til. [Seizing Governor's hand.] Then, is the crisis of my
fate at hand! I see the fleets approach—1 see
Puf. Now, pray, gentlemen, mind. This is one of the most useful figures we tragedy-writers have, by which a hero or heroine, in consideration of their being often obliged to overlook things that are on the stage, is allowed to hear and see a number of things that are not.
Sneer. Yes; a kind of poetical second-sight !
- Til. I see their decks *Are cleared !-I see the signal made ! • The line is formed !-a cable's length asunder! • I see the frigates stationed in the rear; • And now, I hear the thunder of the guns ! • I hear the victor's shouts I also hear • The vanquished groan—and now 'tis smoke-and now • I see the loose sails shiver in the wind ! • I see-I see—what soon you'll see'
[Swoons in the Governor's arms. Puff [In rapture, taking Tilburina's hand.) Mrs. Gibbs, allow me to introduce you to Mr. Dangle and Mr. Sneer. This is Mrs. Gibbs, one of the very best actresses on the stage, I assure you, gentlemen. Gov. Hold, daughter! peace! this love hath turned
thy brain :
· The Spanish fleet thou cans't not see-because .-It is not yet in sight!
Dan. Egad, though, the Governor seems to make no allowance for this poetical figure you talk of.
Puf: No; a plain matter-of-fact man; that's his character. • Til. But will you, then, refuse his offer? Gov. I must-I will—I can-I ought—I do.
Til. His liberty is all he asks.'
Puff. Egad, sir, I can't tell. Here has been such cutting and slashing, I don't know where they have got to myself.
Til. Indeed, sir, you will find it will connect very well. · Til. A retreat in Spain !
Gov. Outlawry here ! • Til. Your daughter's prayer ! • Gov. Your father's oath ! • Til. My lover! · Gov. My country! • Til. Tilburina! · Gov. England ! · Til. A title ! · Gov. Honour ! • Til. A pension ! · Gov. Conscience ! · Til. A thousand pounds! . Gov. [Starts.] Hah! thou hast touched me nearly !
• Til. Canst thou• Reject the suppliant, and the daughter, too?
Gov. No more; I would not hear thee plead in vain ; The father softens—but the Governor• Is resolved!
[About to exit. Puf: My dear sir, give that a little more force, if you please— but the Governor's resolved !' Gov. [Imitating Puff"'s manner. The father softens
but the governor • Is resolved!
[Exit, quickly, L. Til. 'Tis well-hence, then, fond hopes—fond passion
hence; • Duty, behold I am all over thine
• Whis. [Without, r.) Where is my love--my-behind!' Puff: My what ?- What's that, Mr. Penson?
Enter WHISKERANDOS, R.
behind ? Puff: No, no, sir !- Where is my love-my-behind the scenes'-spoken behind the scenes.
Whis. Oh, I beg pardon, sir, but I assure you it is written so in my part. [Exit, R. -Puf crosses to Sneer and Dangle.
Enter WHISKERANDOS, R. •Whis. (R.) Where is my
love-my-beauteous enemy, . My conquering Tilburina! How ! is't thus We meet? Why are thy looks averse? What means • That falling tear—that frown of boding woe? • Hah! now, indeed, I am a prisoner! • Yes, now I feel the galling weight of these · Disgraceful chains- which, cruel Tilburina! • Thy doating captive gloried in before. But thou art false, and Whiskerandos is undone ! • Til. Oh, no; how little dost thou know thy Tilburina. • Whis. Art thou, then, true ? Begone cares, doubts,
and fears, · I make you all a present to the winds; * And if the winds reject you—try the waves.'
Puff. The wind, you know, is the established receiver of all stolen sighs, and cast-off griefs and apprehensions.
• Til. Yet must we part ?—Stern duty seals our doom: Though here I call yon conscious clouds to witness, Could I pursue the bias of my soul, All friends, all rights of parents I'd disclaim, * And thou, my Whiskerandos, should'st be father • And mother, brother, cousin, uncle, aunt, • And friend to me!
Whis. Oh, matchless excellence! And must we part? Well, if we must-we must--and in that case • The less is said the better.'
Puff. Heyday! here's a cut !- What! are all the mutual protestations out?
Til. Now, pray, sir, don't interrupt us just here; you ruin our feelings!